Dear Brooklyn,
A little while ago your daddy bought you your very own tiny, pink fishing pole.
I think his hopes for a miniature fishing buddy were a little high when he took you to a small fishing pond in town.
You were excited for all of about one minute. And then you were bored. And hungry. And bored...
Poor daddy. He really did try.
Maybe boat fishing is your thing.
Sincerely, Lori
